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Excerpt from "Smith Creek No. 2"
Calling
back
Those years of planting harvesting
Breathing touching among our meanderings
In and out of lives where we pursued
All strange and wonderful things
Down deep into the mysterious dark
Where the roots wind about the heart.
Have you seen a locust hill by moonlight?
Or, the morning after it rained,
A field of purple phlox?
To think a flicker came as he did that year
And from all the fallen trees and cliffs
He chose my apple tree to live. |
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Paperback, 6" x 9", 56 pages
ISBN 1-885912-19-0
Published by Sows Ear Press, 1998
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Lou Crabtree's collection of poems come straight from the hills and heart
of Appalachia. A
cherished
writer in Washington County, Virginia, Lou was honored as one of Virginia's
Cultural Laureates in Literature.
Author Lee Smith
discovered Lou
in one of her writing classes
and fell under the spell of her stacks of poems and stories, immersing herself in "Lou's
primal, magic world of river hills and deep forest, of men and women as
elemental as nature itself...Lou Crabtree was that rarity--a writer of
perfect pitch and singular knowledge, a real artist." From Lou, Lee also
came to recognize "the theraputic power of language, the importance of
the writing process itself." Lou's need to write was on her mind as she developed her
letter-writing character Ivy Rowe in
Fair and Tender Ladies.
Lou Crabtree grew up on a river farm in Washington
County, Virginia, one of ten children. She graduated from Radford Normal
School, taught school, and studied drama in New York City in the summers.
Lou married a farmer and had five children of her own. As a young widow, she
moved into the town of Abingdon with her children, continuing to teach and
write. In retirement, she enjoyed exploring a new interest in outer space
during what she called her "porch years" -- those that she spent talking
with company on her front porch, watching the world go by, and writing.
Lou died in 2006 at the age of 93. As she told Lee Smith, she was ready.
"We are all going in a
circle and death is not the end of our circle. It is just a word that some
people have. Why, it should be thought of as a beautiful part of life. I'm
not a bit afraid of dying."
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